No night to stay inbad moon is rising againdice rollsand you burncome down I fearas that cold wheel turnsI know what I knowsad Claude's been sleeping aroundto stroke the right nervewhose needs do I serveas Catherine's wheel turns

She was always the first to say goneshe's got her catherine wheels onalways the first to say gone

Go kindly with himto his blind apparitionhis face creases upwith age gone greyhe'll back here one day

She was always the first to say goneshe's got her catherine wheels onalways the first to say goneshe's got her catherine wheels onwheels onCatherine wheels

She's gonevanished in the nightbroke off the logic of lighthe woketore the covers backfound he was empty insideso they were toldwhen the moon would risethe best time to leave with your soulshe's gonebut towards the lightwatching her whole life unfoldbruises come out dark

So strong was his hold on herregarded by some as his slavehe spoke as in a stranger's tonguedespair us and drive you awaybruises come out dark